A mind lost

Using my memory to keep holding but losing my senses with this sickness that’s growing, I dream that you were here. I feel you slipping away; I’m fighting to hold on to us. But are love turns to ashes I wish that’s all I could say. But every night I dream your still hear with me but I cry knowing your nowhere around. I shake chocking on the promises I said I would do but you have to know it was a lost from the start! I must go by myself deer even if I dream of you. I am slipping away…